Who wants to give up a win in hand? Who wants to lose honor and dignity? Even when they know that they are invincible, how many people in the long history of mankind have stood up and faced a fierce and powerful enemy? Every nation has heroes who are not afraid to sacrifice and fight for the motherland until the last moment, but if these heroes leave the strong and solid national strength as the backing, they can only end their lives in tragedy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Japan is a place where the spirit of bushido is celebrated, and there are many places where people sacrifice their lives to serve their national heroes. If it weren't for the tenacity and cunning of their nation, they would not have been able to complete their independence under the rule of the Ming Empire. Although they relied on the support of Ceylon and even Britain during this period, it was also related to their deceit and ferocity.

So on the night of December 9th, the Japanese soldiers in front of the soldiers of the Ming Empire also proved with their own practical actions that this nation is unwilling to succumb to others.

From time to time, Japanese soldiers got up from the ground, rushed to the bullets in front of the Ming army's position, and then twisted their bodies to fall under the shroud of this fire net, turning into a cold corpse. They continued to go forward and continue until the two flares in the sky gradually dimmed, and they were still trying to get close to the Ming army's position.

As the second round of flares was raised, the Japanese soldiers finally achieved their own results, they captured several Ming foxholes, and began to fire on the flanks of the Ming positions in these foxholes, killing several Ming soldiers in the surrounding foxholes.

"Your Excellency, General! The news came back from the front that there were armored troops of the Ming army in Weiyuan City...... Relying only on the infantry may suffer in front of these Ming chariots...... "An officer came to Uehara Sawa, the division commander of the 8th Division, and reported the information sent back from the front to the general, who had his feet wide open and a command knife between his hands and his crotch.

Uehara has a very aggressive fighting style, which also has to do with his personal personality, the Japanese warrior has always been bloodthirsty, fierce and stubborn. He was appreciated by the upper echelons in Japan for suppressing Chinese descendants, and after commanding the 8th Division, he trained this division into a rare elite among the Japanese army.

After he heard the news of the discovery of the Ming army tank in Weiyuan City, he narrowed his eyes, and those small eyes shone with a fierce light. If it was another commander, he might have weighed the danger of continuing the attack in his mind, but Uehara Sawa was thinking about how to inflict maximum damage on the Ming army.

He only thought for a short two seconds before he made up his mind, so the ruthless division commander turned his head and ordered to his subordinates in front of him: "Order the artillery team, adjust the parameters, and fire at Weiyuan City!" Since there are Ming tanks there, then destroy them all! ”

Compared to his headquarters, the town of Weiyuan was a fixed target, and it was relatively difficult to shell a fixed target at night, while it was not so easy for the Ming artillery in the city to shell the exact location of the Japanese troops. Uehara took advantage of this and prepared to give the Ming army in the city a dismount.

"Let the infantry of the Yangtze River Wing press up on the whole line, what does it look like to add fuel to such hundreds of people? The enemy still thinks that our Empire of Japan does not have loyal soldiers...... Let's take a look at how our soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire fought at night! After giving the order to bombard Weiyuan Castle, Uehara Sawa ordered to launch his own infantry attack force.

He planned to use the sudden artillery attack to disrupt the Ming army's position, and then press his main infantry force to open a breakthrough in the Ming army's defensive front. This is his usual assault tactic, and at this time, he will take it out to test the deployment of the Ming army, and it may also be possible to directly capture Weiyuan.

For a person like him, it was a gamble to invest soldiers in the attack, and if he won, he could break into Weiyuan City, defeat the soldiers of the Ming Empire and recapture the defense line of the Yalu River. He has more than ten hours to spare, during which time he can try as many times as he wants, no matter how many times he fails...... And if it succeeds once, it will be enough for the attacking 8th division.

Throwing in a wing of infantry to attack, and also using the artillery belonging to the division, this Uehara Sawa is also a rare bold and ruthless person, he gave the order to attack here, and the counterattack of the Ming army on that side also kicked off.

Before the Japanese shells fell into the city of Weiyuan, several No. 1 self-propelled guns of the Ming army fired their 100 mm caliber cannons according to the firing parameters provided by the front-line infantry. Several shells flew through the Ming army's own defense line and landed on the heads of the Japanese soldiers who were attacking the Ming army's position, and the explosions came and went, causing the Japanese soldiers to retreat dozens of meters in an instant.

There was a heavy artillery of the Ming army in Weiyuan City, which surprised the commanders of the 8th Division, who expected that the Ming army would not be able to mobilize its artillery to such a high defense line so quickly, who knew that the mobility of the Ming artillery equipped with the No. 1 self-propelled gun had already surpassed the common sense stored in their minds.

For a while, the Japanese troops on the front line were a little confused, and the shells fell one after another, so that the attacking Japanese infantry finally realized their losses, and the corpses of their own people were everywhere under their feet, and the blood of their comrades was splashed around, and the Japanese troops finally began to retreat, and the commanders could no longer hold back these soldiers under their command.

"Boom!" Unfortunately, the artillery fire of the Ming army did not last long, and the heavy artillery of the Japanese army began to roar, and the main divisions of the Japanese army were equipped with 100 mm caliber cannons, as well as a large number of 75 mm caliber field guns for the infantry wing, these artillery in terms of quantity, formed an overwhelming advantage over the Ming artillery in Weiyuan City.

So when the Japanese artillery showed their home background and began to shell the Ming army's position in Weiyuan City, the artillery of the Ming Empire immediately lost its voice. One after another, the Japanese artillery shells fell on the ruins of Weiyuan City, destroying the buildings that had been destroyed by the Ming army's bombing during the day.

Soon a Ming Army's No. 1 improved tank was hit by a Japanese shell, exploding in the rubble and causing spectacular flames. The explosion of the shells and the burning of the shells were so conspicuous in this dimly lit environment, and the explosion caused cheers from the Japanese troops, and also reinvigorated the morale of the Japanese troops, who were close to collapse.

"This group of ****! The night was cheerful. It is no different from being beaten like a dog by us during the day, but I didn't expect that there are so many family backgrounds that can be beaten. In the trench, a soldier of the Ming Empire cursed and complained as he pressed the magazine into his rifle.

Beside him, Mo Dongshan was lying on the edge of the foxhole, revealing half of his head with the last afterglow emitted by the flares, looking at the Japanese soldiers rushing up in the distance, and did not answer the noise of his comrades behind him. He rubbed his finger against his nose and twitched the snot in his nostrils, and there was no mercy in his eyes.

Because of the weather and the fact that he had waded in the water and taken off his shoes before, he has now caught a cold. However, the snot did not affect him to kill the enemy with the weapon in his hand, and when the Japanese shells fell densely into the city of Weiyuan behind him, he also aimed his gun at those Japanese soldiers who were not afraid of death.

"It's all two shoulders and one head, I really don't believe that bullets can't kill you!" While adjusting the muzzle of his gun, while ignoring the enemy bullets flying past his steel helmet, Mo Dongshan whispered to himself muttering words that even he couldn't hear clearly.

"Suddenly! Dodo! At the moment when the flare dimmed, Mo Dongshan pulled the trigger on his submachine gun, and the bullet sprayed out of the muzzle like a sprinkling of water, leaving a dazzling light there. Then everything fell into darkness, and Mo Dongshan himself couldn't see if the bullet he shot really hit the enemy.

He retracted into the foxhole, pulled out the empty magazine from the steaming submachine gun, threw it at his feet, pulled out a new magazine from the ammunition pouch on his chest, reinserted it into the gun, and then pulled the bolt on the gun.

After a bang, the weapon was once again in a firing state, and the bullet was loaded, ready to fire a lethal bullet at any moment. However, due to the suppression of enemy artillery fire, the expected third round of flares did not rise on time, and only the faint light from the explosion in Weiyuan City behind him came from time to time.

"Whew!" Suddenly, there was a loud whistling sound in the sky, the sound of an extremely fast object tearing at the air current. Then before Mo Dongshan could poke his head out of his trench again, the huge explosion made his ears instantly lose their effect.

"Boom! …… Airplanes...... Buzzing ......" In the buzzing sound of his ears, Mo Dongshan held his steel helmet with his left hand and staggered to the bottom of the foxhole. Then the dust fell down and fell on him, as if someone were burying him alive. He cursed loudly, but he couldn't even hear the hysterical shouting.

Squinting his eyes and rolling at the bottom of the pit for half a circle, crawling to the corner and leaning against the pit wall to breathe, Mo Dongshan finally saw his subordinates leaning against the pit wall on the other side in embarrassment by the flickering light, with a crying and laughing expression. Relenting, he grabbed his submachine gun and aimed it at the edge of the foxhole.

Suddenly, a head appeared in the position he was aiming at, he pulled the trigger without thinking about it, he couldn't hear the sound of the weapon in his hand, but he could feel the recoil, and he could see the fire of the muzzle of the gun when shooting, the other party was overturned by the oncoming bullet, and fell directly into Mo Dongshan's arms. (To be continued.) )